Chapter 1709: Red Ridge Ancestor
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But one must have the corresponding strength.
If Shen Changqing were a peak Grandmaster, then with the power of the Nine Cauldrons of Sacrifice to Heaven, he would have the ability to compete with a Divine Venerable.
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It's a pity.
He is just a Dao fruit.
Even with a vast foundation, the power of the nine tripods used in the celestial offering ceremony is difficult to maintain for too long.
However.
Anything should be considered from different angles.
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With the power of a divine being, Shen Changqing's manipulation of the Jiuding Heavenly Sacrifice was naturally unstoppable.
But those below the divine rank, it is not necessarily so.
Compared to ten years ago.
Shen Changqing's strength has increased by more than just double.
Simply put, the mastery of immortal power now is far more robust than it was when he was at the Sixth Stage of Dao Fruit. If he were to activate the Nine Cauldrons for Heaven-Offering once again, he would definitely be able to hold on for a while longer.
That's all I have to say.
There is also some hope in killing the Water and Fire Judges.
Thoughts fall.
Shen Changqing took a deep breath and continued to cultivate and break through.
The fragments of Dao rules at the level of a divine sovereign have been used up. Next, it's time to comprehend the fragments of Dao rules at the level of a divine emperor.
With the appearance of a fragment of a Great Dao rule, the entire cave dwelling was filled with a terrifying aura. Even outside the cave dwelling, it was enveloped by a powerful pressure.
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Many wandering cultivators, upon sensing this scene, all simultaneously looked towards Shen Changqing's cave dwelling, their eyes filled with awe.
"Such powerful aura, truly worthy of being a predecessor of the divine sovereign!"
“I wonder how long it will take me to cultivate to the level of strength possessed by my seniors…”
These wandering cultivators' eyes held a mixture of awe and longing.
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Who wouldn't desire great power
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Now, within the secluded cave where Shen Changqing is in seclusion, even the slightest trace of his aura makes these wandering cultivators feel like insignificant ants. This clearly demonstrates the terrifying power he possesses.
"My Lord!"
“I hope I also have the opportunity to step into such a realm!”
Inside a certain cave abode, a middle-aged divine master looked in the direction of Shen Changqing's cave dwelling, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
He, whose name is Jian, is an independent cultivator from the Red Ridge Mountains.
Having lived in the Hongling Mountains for many years, Duankeng was considered an old-timer among scattered cultivators. Although his cultivation had not reached the level of a Divine Lord, he had already achieved perfection in the tenth layer of the Divine Master realm.
Just one step left.
Then, one could challenge the Celestial Sovereign.
In the entire Red Ridge Mountains, Duan Jing is considered a top-tier powerhouse. Ordinary cultivators wouldn't dare to provoke him, and even some rogue cultivators who make a living by robbery would avoid offending him.
A Divine Lord at the tenth level of strength, if truly angered to madness, the consequences would be unimaginable.
At the same time.
Duànjǐng also dislikes fighting, and has always focused on seclusion and cultivation over the years.
Ten years ago, Ming Yu and Jie Xiu attacked Shen Changqing. Duan Jing saw it with his own eyes, but he had no intention of interfering at all.
I thought that as a newly arrived itinerant cultivator, the other party would inevitably be defeated in the process.
I didn't expect that.
That seemingly ordinary cultivator was actually a powerful Divine Sovereign, which caught Duan Jing off guard.
For the past ten years.
Duàn Jǐng had always been silently observing Shěn Chángqīng's cave abode. Seeing that the other party showed no intention of leaving, focusing solely on cultivation, he couldn't help but admire him deeply.
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As expected.
The birth of any strong person is never that simple.
"If I could go and consult with him, perhaps I would receive his guidance, and I might also have a chance to break through to the Divine Monarch realm!"
A fleeting thought flashed through his mind, but he forcibly suppressed the surge of impulse within him.
Although Shen Changqing hasn't appeared for the past decade, and has not openly slaughtered or bullied other wandering cultivators, Duan Jing is still unclear about the other party's true character.
If I just go up there without thinking, I might upset him.
If you truly anger them, the slightest misstep could result in your death.
Therefore.
Duan Jing could only press down on this thought and reopen his eyes silently to cultivate.
A wandering cultivator cannot obtain many resources. They either venture out to fight for them or rely on painstaking practice to gradually break through their limitations.
That's all.
> A fragmented view of the world naturally tends towards the latter.
After all, he had already stepped into the tenth level of God Sovereign for many years. As long as he found that opportunity, he could break through to the realm of God King.
Once you step into the realm of a deity, your identity will be completely different.
That was the time.
Whether it's joining other forces as a guest elder or establishing one's own sect, there is no problem with either.
To be frank.
Even if one were to go to the major imperial courts to take up a position, they could secure at least a minor official post.
That can be said.
In the Netherworld, only deities possess true authority. For instance, even though the words of a Godmaster hold some weight, their actual power is quite limited.
The great torrent surged relentlessly, raging within the cave dwelling. Shen Changqing sat cross-legged, unmoving as a rock, his body silently enduring the baptism of power from the rules.
At this moment, his divine consciousness had completely merged with the fragments of the Dao rules.
In the river of rules.
Shen Changqing witnessed the experience of the former God Emperor, comprehending the power of rules mastered by the other party.
Any divine emperor-level powerhouse masters the fundamental rules.
The so-called primordial rules.
It is actually a level higher than the ultimate rules mastered by the God Monarch, a power of rules.
Or, in other words.
The God Emperor and the God Monarch both comprehended the same rule, but the former delved much deeper into its understanding, faintly touching upon the existence of the source.
Therefore.
The rules mastered by the God Emperor are called Origin Rules.
Only by mastering the fundamental rules of power can one truly break through to the Divine Emperor realm and become a dominant force.
Even fragments of the Origin Rules are not comparable to the ultimate rules of a divine monarch.
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But.
Also by the rules of the underworld.
In Shen Changqing's view, the extreme rules mastered by the God Monarch could only be considered pseudo-extreme rules. In comparison, the extreme rules mastered by powerful beings could truly be called the word "Extreme Path."
Forging Ten Thousand Paths.
To be called an "Extreme Dao Rule," one must sacrifice the power of myriad Dao Rules and forcibly elevate a single rule to its ultimate state.
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In comparison.
The ultimate rules wielded by the deity were completely insignificant before the ultimate rules of the mighty immortals.
Don't even talk about powerful beings.
Even in Shen Changqing's current state, with the Killing Sword Dao not yet fully promoted to the ultimate path, it would be a simple matter to obliterate a Divine Monarch's ultimate rules.
But.
When such pseudo-Taoist rules are promoted to fundamental rules, it's a completely different story.
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Such rules are exceptionally powerful. Even with Shen Changqing's current cultivation level, comprehending and refining them even a little is not an easy task.
Time flows by.
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Time flies.
Shen Changqing's body remained motionless. Every so often, when the power of the fragments of Dao Rules ran out, he would take out a second piece to continue his comprehension.
The outside world.
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The tranquility of the Hongling Mountain Range was gradually being broken.
By the time Shen Changqing had been in seclusion for thirty years, many cultivators were certain that the mysterious powerful figure had no intention of interfering with the Hongling Mountains.
For a while.
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Many cultivators couldn't sit still anymore.
For them, cultivating in seclusion alone leads to slow progress. It's naturally not as effective as plundering resources from other cultivators.
Spirit Stone of Elixir!
These are all things that are necessary for cultivation.
Even when comprehending the power of rules, one cannot simply be like a rootless duckweed, silently contemplating the rules of heaven and earth. External assistance is still needed to break through more quickly.
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Of course, getting to where we are today wasn't just about ascetic practices.
Only in the first thirty years was there Shen Changqing, this mysterious powerful cultivator, stationed in the Hongling Mountains. The other tribulation cultivators dared not act rashly, fearing they might accidentally anger him.
The example of what happened to those before us is right there in front of us. No one wants to follow in the footsteps of Ming Yu and others.
But now it's different.
For thirty years, the other party has not left their cave dwelling even a step, showing that they are indifferent to outside affairs.
Well then.
Some cultivators couldn't hold back any longer.
The Hongling Mountains, which had been peaceful for decades, once again saw bloodshed. However, all the cultivators involved were very astute and distanced themselves from Shen Changqing's cave within a hundred miles radius, unwilling to provoke him.
Therefore.
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Some itinerant cultivators, in order to evade the chaos, also ventured into this area of ten thousand miles, seeking a place to open up a cave dwelling and temporarily make it their home.
Although Shen Changqing was in seclusion, he was well-aware of everything happening outside.
But still, that's what I said.
He is now completely focused on breaking through to the realm of Great Power. Naturally, he has no time or energy to pay attention to what's happening outside his own cultivation.
No matter how chaotic the Hongling Mountains became, Shen Changqing was too lazy to care as long as it didn't affect him personally.
"Kill!"
The sounds of carnage echoed as several figures clashed within the void.
If you look closely, you can see that the figure at the front is covered in blood, but they are only fighting to retreat, showing no desire to engage.
Behind him, three more cultivators radiating powerful auras were hot on his trail.
The aftereffects of the battle between four powerful warriors rippled outward, shattering the void and sky. Many cultivators watched in awe.
“Stop!”
The blood-stained cultivator suddenly roared, and the three people being chased instinctively paused their movements upon hearing his bellow.
The first bandit leader sneered, "Blood-Red Child, do you have any last words as you approach death"
"Hmph, this place is the territory of the Red Ridge Ancestor. Are you trying to provoke the Red Ridge Ancestor by making a move here"
Xue Hongzi's face was full of irony, his cold eyes fell on the leading cultivator, then slowly moved to the other cultivators.
“Offending the ancestor Hongling, even if you have ten lives it wouldn't be enough to atone!”
"Ancestor Hongling!"
The leading monk's face changed color at once upon hearing this.
Only then did he realize that Blood River Master had been fighting and retreating all along, arriving here somehow.
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The first monk also understood Xue Hongzi's true intentions.
To scare himself off with the name of the Ancestor of Red Ridge.
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As a robber cultivator, the leading cultivator was someone who lived on the edge of a knife. Under normal circumstances, how could he be intimidated by another's words However, the Red Ridge Ancestor mentioned by Blood Hongzi was extraordinary.
The other party is the only divine sovereign powerhouse in the Hongling Mountains. Even though the other party has hardly ever appeared, always closed-door training in the Hongling Mountains, other cultivators dare not disrespect them.
Therefore.
When Xuezhongzi mentioned the name "Hongling Ancestor," the leading cultivator's face flickered with uncertainty. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and retreat.
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Before leaving.
He also dropped a harsh remark.
“Blood Demon, if you have the guts, never step out of this place for the rest of your life, or else, I will take your life!”ad swallowed.Seeing this.Shen Changqing didn't disturb, his figure directly disappearing into the secret realm space.Within the sealed chamber, consciousness returned to its physical vessel.He tightly...